It’s getting warmer, and all of us children are coming out to play. It would seem as if history is repeating itself, except some of the characters have faded out while new ones come to the forefront. We’re all older, but are we wiser? I wish that there was some grand gesture that I could perform in order to save myself, but save myself from what, from who? In what direction am I heading? All I know is that all is not lost, and I’m about to have one hell of a summer.